Saving You & I (Book #2)

Chapter 8

"Why couldn't your boyfriend bring you to school this morning again?" My brother asks me as we get in his car Monday morning.

"He has a doctor appointment this morning." I remind him for the second time.

"And your friends?"

"Cheyenne is getting extra help with trig and Cora didn't pick up the phone. Is that enough explanation?" I roll my eyes.

"Mom or Dad should've taken you." He wipes the crust from his eyes and puts the car in drive.

"Well they are making you take me and then you can go right back to sleep. I could've drove myself, you know." I tell him.

"Yeah, well I have class at one so I need my car."

"Oh."

"I can't pick you up after school, though." He informs me.

"Well duh, you just said you have class and I doubt you would be home in time to pick me up."

"I'm just letting you know." He says while keeping his eyes on the road.

I look out the window and hum along to the song that was playing from his stereo. I was in a good mood this morning.

After my great weekend, I was still on cloud nine. I found myself thinking about Saturday night at various times of the day, and every time I found myself blushing about it.

I still can't believe it actually happened. That night I barely slept because it was the only thing on my mind. Waking up that next morning, I was really sore. Apparently my mother noticed my stiff walking and I had to lie and tell her that I pulled a muscle in my leg during the night so it hurt.

I know she probably wouldn't be mad at me that I had sex with Hunter, be she would be mad that I didn't tell her first, which I totally should have. But if I would have told her it would just make me not want to do it.

I don't regret anything and hopefully within the next few weeks I can tell her. But telling my father is a different story. He doesn't mind me dating, but he has these expectations of me waiting until I'm 25. Like seriously, Dad. Did you wait until you were 25? No because my mother had me when she was 24 and my brother at 23.

"Asia!" My brother yells, scaring me.

I jump in my seat, his voice startling me. "What?"

"We're here."

"Oh." I laugh. "I knew that."

"What were you doing? Daydreaming?" Kyle asks.

"I guess." I shrug and unbuckle my seatbelt. "See ya later."

I hurry out of the car before he can ridicule me for drifting off and pry it out of me on what exactly I was daydreaming about. Then I would end up embarrassing myself under his pressure and telling him what I was dreaming about and get myself killed by my brother's outrage from finding out his innocent little sister isn't so innocent anymore and gave away her virtue. I didn't want to die today and I don't think Kyle wanted to go to jail today, so how about I keep my mouth shut.

"Ayo Kyle! Is that you?" I hear a deep male voice yell.

My brother and I look around for the culprit and when I spot some of his and Hunter's obnoxious lacrosse friends, I groan. Kyle hopped out of the driver's seat and did some weird manly call with his younger friends.

Although half of Kyle's friends did not graduate with him, I'm more than sure all of them get together still because if Kyle isn't with Ashley, he's always out doing something stupid with those boys. The group of boys begin to make their way over here and I take that as my cue to go. I say goodbye to my brother and make my way into the school.